I HATE EVERONE
You may find yourself asking "Why do you hate everyone, James?" To that I would have to say "Not everyone, almost everyone." The reason I hate almost everyone is because almost everyone is a piece of shit. A worthless existence on the earth.
Case in point:
There was guy in front of me in traffic that kept hitting his brakes because, to his right, there was an ambulance with it's red flashing lights on while it was sitting in a parking lot outside McDonald's. The lady behind me in traffic kept almost rear-ending me because she was looking at the flashing red lights over at McDonald's, instead of watching for me to hit my brakes because of the afore mentioned asshole wasn't paying attention.
Example 2:
There is a guy who lives about four houses down from me and he squeals his tires coming out of his driveway every morning at six AM, then tries to see how fast he can go from zero to eighty down the street that has a 25 MPH speed limit.
Example 3:
My next door neighbor has a lot of friends. How do I know? I know because everytime one of thier friends drives past thier house they honk thier horn. How cute. Especially at midnight or two in the morning.
It's examples of people like this that make me hate people. I don't want to hate people. It just seems like every time I am having a pretty decent day some stupid person mucks it all up by looking at me, talking to me, or doing something generally stupid to piss me off. 
When people try to talk to me (especially complete strangers) it really pisses me off. Everyone just lies anyway, so what is the point of conversation? Just once I wish I could be a total asshole and say something rude when someone tries to make small talk.
People say things like "Nice day, huh?" Response: "It was until you opened your fucking mouth asshole."
"How are you doing?" Response: "I was fine until you decided to rape my eardrums with your whining mundane shit talk."
"Who do you think will win the Superbowl this year?" Response: "I don't fucking care. Athletes are overpaid fucks who have physical skill you lack, and that is why you are apparently a  thirty five year old, homo who likes to watch men run around on grass and you wear a copy of their team jersey, while you get fatter by the moment eating shit food and drinking beer."
The worst is the old friend from school you unfortunately encounter in the grocery store or mall.
"Did you hear 'so and so' did 'so and so'?" Response: "No, because unlike yourself I am more worried about what I am doing, how I can get laid, make more money, and why I haven't killed you yet."
"How are you doing? I haven't seen you since high school!" Response: "That's because I have been trying to avoid you, and if I remembered your name and wanted to talk to you, I would have probably would have done it by now and considering I didn't know your name in high school and didn't want to talk to you then either, you obviously can't take a fucking hint."
It really pisses me off when people look at me. It's not like I even look at them to see if they are looking at me. I can just feel it. I feel there dumb eyes penetrating my personal space, my very soul and I can almost hear their ignorant thoughts dancining around in their otherwise empty heads, obsessing about how I look, walk or seem.
People are constantly doing stupid things in front of me just to make me hate them more. They actually bring it on themselves. I think little kids crying in stores are there just to piss me off. Women or old people who walk in the middle of the grocery store aisle, looking in thier purses, at the floor or ceiling, meandering along at a snails pace. It's not like you can pass them with your cart either because they usually weigh eight hundred pounds. They have to be trying to piss me off.
How about the lady who waits until the register person is totally done ringing up the items and gives the total to start writing her check. We all know her and if somebody killed her nobody would mind. There has to be only one lady behind that. I just can't entertain the thought that there can be more than one lady that does that. Oh, and she usually doesn't have a pen, doesn't know the date, and doesn't know the name of the store she is shopping at or how to spell it either.
More things that people do to piss me off:
There is a  person who calls the police on me when I am having a fire in my backyard. I know who you are.
The president interrupting my television show to tell me he is stupid and that somehow he is screwing me again.
The stupid local wheather man interrupting my television show to tell me it is snowing or there are thunderstorms. You know when I need to know there are thunderstorms? When I am outside not watching television, not when I am sitting in my house dry, comfortable and PROTECTED from the elements watching television.
What the hell is a tornado or thunderstorm watch? Is that when you look out the window?
I believe that television is just a way for people to piss you off while you are alone.
I wish I could shoot laser beams out of my eyes.
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